I didn't have a real close friend growing up
I didn't have a confidant, a bestie, a trusty pal
I hid my secrets with men whose years were so far away from mine that they couldn't hear my cries for help

That changed last night at 2:13am
Because it wasn't until we were lying on the floor in the kitchen
Discussing our fears and our doubts
Eating ham and cheese croissants
Gazing up at the plaster ceiling as if it was the night sky
That I realized

You are my best friend